There is no part of the holiday season I hate more than being inundated by stupid television commercials. At present the one I hate the most is a diamond commercial where a “hearing boy” gives his deaf girlfriend diamonds but first he shows her that he knows how to sign Merry Christmas.
Naturally she’s over come with silent excitement and enthusiasm over his split-second hand gestures; like he just spent a year learning to speak perfect Chinese. Seriously, she’s hearing impaired not stupid… although her boyfriend might be since signing 2 words appears to be a difficult and complicated feat for him.
Let me just say…barf.
The one I hate the second most is yet another diamond commercial. Mom rocking baby in the middle of the night, Dad gets up in his t-shirt and gives her a diamond. I imagine her saying, “Oh, honey I can’t wait to see what it looks like on my hand cleaning a dirty diaper!”
Seriously, she doesn’t want a diamond, she wants him to take the baby and say go get some sleep.
The third most hated Christmas commercial is the perfume commercial with a couple ice skating to I’ve Got You Babe. Naturally she can skate well and he keeps falling down, but he is sincerely trying to meet her in her world. It’s about as stupid and trite as that scene in New Moon where the writer wanted to depict a happy future for Bella and Edward by dressing them in white and showing them running through a meadow. It’s vampire fiction not a Julie Andrews film.
Once again, let me just say…barf.
Here’s a commercial I did like! Anyone whose raised a daughter over the last decade knows this commercial is pitch perfect. From the beat, to the dance to the gestures…its all girl.
And another that made my Holiday Like List:
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I’m such a crab today. My daughter is trying to make me laugh by drawing smiley faces on the bottoms of her feet… hmmm, seems more like something I’d do.
I’m sick of Valentines commericals… all I hear is “buy her this and you’ll get laid.” Vermont Teddy Bears, Pajama Gram and Jared’s. Does everyone get the Jared’s commercials…”he bought Jared’s!” with a group of sighing, envious females.” Thank you for that inconspicous branding,
Reprinted from My Way:
Ben Hughes, handler of the weather-predicting groundhog Punxsutawney Phil, holds Phil in the air after removing him from his stump at Gobbler’s Knob on Groundhog Day, Monday, Feb. 2, 2009, in Punxsutawney, Pa. The Groundhog Club said Phil saw his shadow and predicted six more weeks of winter. (AP Photo/Carolyn Kaster)
Christmas was difficult last year because it was Alexa’s first Christmas since her father died. This year promised to be easier but then her pet Chinchilla died last night…ccertainly didn’t need that. Nonetheless, we are looking forward to a very laid back celebration this year…no turkey and gravy and all that work this year I’m baking a ham because it’s easier. I even briefly considered using paper plates to avoid dishes but felt guilty leaving my beautiful Spode Christmas china unused for another year.
This year we will eat, drink, play Raving Rabbits on the Wii, open gifts and most of all we will be together…just waiting for Ben!
Happy Holiday’s, I hope its a good one!
While shopping in St. Cloud, MN. yesterday my son stopped in at Victoria’s Secret to say hi to a college friend who worked there, shortly thereafter my daughter and I followed and introduced ourselves. As fate would have it Victoria’s Secret was having a bra sale, all bras were $29.99 so we shopped.
Like many women, I’m never quiet sure what size is the best fit for me, so when a sales person offered to measure I accepted. I’ve never done this before but it was good to have exact numbers. My daughter submitted to the same procedure and I was stunned to learn that the bra she was wearing was 3 sizes to small…when did that happen? She never said anything about needing new undergarments.
As a parent I tried to be somewhat conscious of this because I grew up in a house where everything I had was a hand-me-down…including bra’s. The only problem was my sister wore an A-cup and I wore a C-cup. In my mothers mind, I was younger therefore…smaller despite the lack of logic or reason to this assumption. I had no idea how a bra should fit until I began doing my own shopping. Clearly, it was time to update my daughters “sock drawer”.
I don’t know if all Victoria’s Secret stores are running the same sales but given the quality of their merchandise it is well worth a phone call to your area store to find out. Also, I highly recommend being measured, nothing is more worth the investment than the most comfortable, figure flattering undergarments.
If you don’t want to brave the mall so close to Christmas check out their online sale, not only does Victoria’s Secret have great undergarments but they also have drop-dead gorgeous shoes and killer coats.